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Back to the truck. This is our new truck by the way. Covered in weird pine tree dust.
Resurrection Bay at dusk.
(photo courtesy of Tyler Olphin)
the sunset
(Photo courtesy of Tyler Olphin)
Here's to you.
Here's to you.
Base Camp
Ashley's sweet action photo skills at work.
Otter watching. Ashley obviously pleased.
The old pier
Northern Comfort
South Beach.
Tyler. Glistening in the sunlight.
The old pier
Northern Comfort
South Beach.
Tyler. Glistening in the sunlight.
Three young adventurers
Tyler the Photographer.
Tyler the Photographer.
(photo courtesy of Tyler Olphin)
The Bay. The Gun Mount. Ft. McGilvary.
(photo courtesy of Tyler Olphin)
The Bay. The Gun Mount. Ft. McGilvary.
(photo courtesy of Tyler Olphin)
A nice shot.
A quick nap on the turret platform. Sweet dreams of big American guns.
Jays. Stellar Jays.
Sadly the big American guns are no more. They tossed them into the ocean.
Just imagine a beautiful day like this, an unsuspecting Japanese ship sails around the corner... and gets shot by a huge American gun. Thats the world I want to live in.
Sandy beaches are for the weak.
Traversing the seaweed jungle.
betwixt the slimy rocks
Low tide at Resurrection Bay
Victory! Still... Tyler remains emotionless.
...Almost...
A snapshot of the soggy boots.
away off in the distance... crossing the seemingly endless ice cold delta.
When life gives you lemons... You run your ass off.
We walked out towards the ocean where we thought the river might be slightly less dangerous to cross. Tyler stands deep in thought.
Jays. Stellar Jays.
Sadly the big American guns are no more. They tossed them into the ocean.
Just imagine a beautiful day like this, an unsuspecting Japanese ship sails around the corner... and gets shot by a huge American gun. Thats the world I want to live in.
The view from the top.
Quite possibly the most intense part of our journey. A slimy deathtrap.
A dark and scary cave.
Sandy beaches are for the weak.
Traversing the seaweed jungle.
betwixt the slimy rocks
Low tide at Resurrection Bay
Victory! Still... Tyler remains emotionless.
...Almost...
A snapshot of the soggy boots.
away off in the distance... crossing the seemingly endless ice cold delta.
When life gives you lemons... You run your ass off.
On the point
We walked out towards the ocean where we thought the river might be slightly less dangerous to cross. Tyler stands deep in thought.
A few miles into the trip we encountered a slight hicup. The bridge seemed to be mostly washed away. Notice Ashleys look of confusion and anger.
Caines Head State Park.
During WWII the U.S. had a military base out in Resurrection Bay near Seward, AK. They abandoned it after the war ended and now it is a state park that you can hike to. It was pretty sweet especially for the summers first hiking trip. It was only about five miles to the camp and another three to the old base. It wasn't intense as far as elevation gain but it was a little tricky because you have to wait for low tide in order to cross a two mile section of rocky beach that becomes impassable after tide comes in. Ashley, our buddy Tyler, and I set off on our adventure and the rest of the story is as follows...